Several people looked warily and stepped aside, intending to let the man go first.
The farmer glanced at the man in the field, then silently sat on the hoe, "Run away", and let out a scream. The hoe disappeared with a hiss, leaving a crack in the space.
Several other people were stunned, what happened? Did they run away? And the hoe was too fast!
"It seems that someone recognizes me. Is that weapon from a farmer's family? Farmers always have good luck." The man with red hair said calmly.
Several other people felt something was wrong and gathered together, "Brother, you go first."
The blood-red haired man looked around, and the evil smile on his lips became even weirder, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Blood Madman, I am a person who has been frozen for many years."
Several people were confused and had never heard of it.
The blood madman stretched his waist, "There is a reason why the farmhouse has been able to stand in the blood ancestor territory for countless years. A junior can recognize me, but you, but you, cannot. The result is doomed." After speaking, he pointed at the soles of several people's feet.
, "Remember to look at your feet when walking, don't step on anything." Then he laughed and walked away.
Several people lowered their heads and saw red lotus flowers appearing on the soles of their feet, "What is this?".
"I don't know, be careful. That bastard Nong Zaitian is smarter than anyone else. He ran away without saying a word. That person is very weird," one person said.
"Let me try." The woman said, and a shadow appeared behind her. The star could pass through the bloody lotus. The next moment, the lotus bloomed and swallowed several people. After a few seconds, the place was empty, leaving only a pile of clothes, flesh and bones.
All disappeared and were swallowed up by the blood lotus.
The blood madman's eyes moved and the corners of his mouth curved up, "I asked you to be careful about your feet. It's a pity that the farmer escaped."
In front of the Shenjia Gate, Nong Zaitian rode a hoe with a pale face and fled in a panic, "How could this happen? How did this pervert get released? Which idiot released him? Idiot, idiot, idiot, those guys are dead."
I have no choice but to escape on my own, brother, I can’t take you with me, but don’t worry, brother will definitely bring out the news of your death, so go with peace of mind.”
In the Blood Worshiping Domain of the Sixth Continent, sweet and soothing music was playing in a luxurious restaurant. This was an emotional place. It was supposed to be an elegant place for men and women to attract each other. But at this moment, many men and women in the restaurant looked at the corner in surprise.
, a young man was devouring food. There were already thousands of plates on the table, but it still couldn't make the young man stop.
"Quick, food, keep going, keep going." The young man ate and slapped the table, completely destroying the elegant atmosphere of the restaurant, but no one dared to stop him.
The kitchen was very busy and all the chefs were sweating profusely.
There was only one person, but the entire restaurant's kitchen couldn't supply enough food.
Suddenly, the young man paused, raised his head, and blinked, "What? You want me to go hunting for the Ten Jue in the ruins of the Daoyuan Sect on the fifth continent?".
The people around looked at the young man strangely, not knowing who he was talking to.
Some people murmured dissatisfaction, "This restaurant is degenerate. It accepts everyone. This is a fool."
"Shh," someone next to him immediately covered his mouth and whispered, "You don't want your life, he is Nan Yanfei."
"Nan Yanfei?" The man was confused for a moment, and then his face changed drastically, "I want to worship Nan Yanfei, the son of the blood domain?".
With a bang, all the thousands of plates on the table fell down
, made a loud noise, and around, the restaurant waiters hurriedly stepped forward to clean up. Nan Yanfei raised his head and was dissatisfied, "Why should you let me go? Although the Fifth Continent is weak, its ten skills are not bad, and it is definitely a ruthless character. Let Daoyuan San
It will only be safe when the sky goes away."
After a while, Nan Yanfei's expression changed, and finally he sighed helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll go, but first, don't blame me if you can't win. You know, although the fifth continent's cultivation system is very complex, it will lead to the overall
The strength is relatively weak, but it can give birth to some weirdos. Shi Jue is the most peak monster among the younger generation of the Fifth Continent. I am really not sure."
After saying that, Nan Yanfei yelled, "Food, where is the food? Come back ten times more."
The people around me opened their mouths in surprise. They had obviously eaten so much, yet they still wanted to eat?
In the Burning Blood Territory of the Sixth Continent, the endless streets were crowded with people. It could be described as a sea of people. With so many people crowded together, it was very troublesome to cross the street. But in this case, a pale young man stepped into the street.
, and then passed through the crowd as if he had no entity. No one could touch him, just like a ghost.
Suddenly, the man stopped and his body suddenly appeared. The people around him were so frightened that they quickly avoided him and looked at him in fear. This is the reaction of anyone who sees a person suddenly appearing in front of them.
The man just stood on the street, surrounded by frightened eyes.
"The fifth continent, the ruins of Daoyuan Sect? Has the hunting competition been moved there? Shijue, okay, I will carry the heads of Shijue to the front battlefield of Miluo River." The man raised his head, revealing a pair of sinister eyes, and he called
Difa is the domain son of Burning Blood Domain.
The Ten Jue and the Domains are all converging on the ruins of Daoyuan Sect, which will become the battlefield for the younger generation of the Fifth Continent and the Sixth Continent. The hunting competition was proposed by the Sixth Continent, who wants to hunt the younger generation of masters of the Fifth Continent.
heads, but in the end it is still unclear who is the hunter and who is the prey.
In the ruins of Daoyuan Sect, Mr. Bai and his party spent most of the day to reach the space where Daoyuan Jiuding is located through the light pillar.
Looking at the nine huge land-like cauldrons in front of him, the fat man opened his mouth wide and said, "Why are there such big cauldrons? They are bigger than a mountain."
Mr. Bai looked up and said, "This is Daoyuan Jiuding, the most attractive inheritance place of Daoyuan Sect in the fifth continent in ancient times. Even in the ancient war, our ancestors were not willing to destroy it, but kept it. This is what our ancestors gave us."
opportunity".
"It's a pity that no one has been able to get the opportunity from the Jiuding of Principle Source, which has led to the decline of this largest inheritance place. Some people even said that even the inheritance of the powerful people in the Mountain and Sea Ancestral Realm is easier than the Jiuding inheritance," Miss Qing said.
Mr. Bai said, "Not necessarily, there may be people who have already obtained the inherited combat skills in the cauldron, but they just haven't revealed it. Just like the three days of Daoyuan, no one at the same level can force them to use their full strength, and the older and stronger people don't dare to attack them."
, so no one knows what kind of power they have."
One after another figures appeared in this space, heading towards Jiuding.
The nine tripods looked similar, but there were differences. Everyone recognized at a glance that the shadow that had just covered the sky came from one of the tripods, and many people had already entered that tripod.
Lu Yin and others did not hesitate, they jumped up and rushed towards the cauldron.
The cauldron was very large, and the internal space was like a hollowed-out mountain. Lu Yin stood on the edge of the cauldron, squatted down and touched it. The cauldron was stained with rust and had gone through years of changes, but it was still extremely hard and indestructible.
There are some patterns carved on the outside of the tripod, but they are blocked by rust.
Can't see clearly.
Seeing Mr. Bai and others jumping into the cauldron, Lu Yin also jumped down. Now he is very eager to obtain a powerful combat skill. Except for a finger in the dream, he has no powerful combat skill that can turn the world around, and a finger in the dream
The finger puts too much burden on the body. If you use it once, your finger will need to be recuperated for several days. It is not suitable for long-term combat.
It would be great if you could understand the combat skills in the cauldron. After all, they are the combat skills of the ancient Daoyuan Sect.
But this is unlikely. He doesn't think he is special. He didn't understand anything in the Sutra Pavilion or the Tiankeng. It may be the same here.
With a bang, Lu Yin landed on the ground and stepped on a pile of bones. Many people had been here and many had died.
The fat man carefully walked to Lu Yin's side and gestured to him.
Lu Yin ignored him at all and walked to the edge, looking at the patterns carved on the walls inside the cauldron. The combat skills might be related to these patterns.
"Brother, it's so dark here, I'd better follow you," the fat man said in panic.
Lu Yin raised his hand and touched the inside of the cauldron. His hands were cold and felt like metal, but it was different from any metal he had ever seen. The moment he touched it, he even felt the vicissitudes of time through the metal.
Mr. Bai and Miss Qing went somewhere unknown. This place was very big. They went in another direction, and the fat man just followed Lu Yin step by step, mumbling something.
Lu Yin was annoyed, "Why are you so timid after you have advanced to the Invincible Bloodline? Go look for opportunities by yourself. Maybe there are combat skills here that can allow you to surpass Qiu Hanqing and help you win back Yan Xiaojing."
The fat man's eyes lit up, "A combat skill that surpasses Qiu Hanqing's? Brother, can I really understand it?" Suddenly, the fat man's face changed drastically and he stared at Lu Yin, "Brother, can you speak?".
Lu Yin said calmly, "I never said no."
The fat man was stunned, and his face turned bitter, "Brother, you cheated so hard."
Lu Yin frowned and said, "Look for opportunities by yourself."
"Fat brother, I told you everything. Brother, how could you do this?" the fat man wailed.
Lu Yin was helpless, "I'm not interested in your miserable life." At this time, he saw some words written at the bottom.
"Seventh brother, this kind of writing is the same as the writing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. It is the writing of the Daoyuan Sect at that time," Guihou said.
Lu Yin turned his star power into a knife and tried to eradicate the rust, but it was useless. No matter how hard he tried, he could not do any damage to the rust. This was terrible. This kind of metal that can withstand the corrosion of time can withstand attacks.
It's normal, maybe the crystallinity exceeds 100,000, but if even the rust is so hard, that's different.
No wonder this cauldron is still stained with rust after so many years. If these rust stains were easy to eradicate, they would have been cleaned long ago.
"Brother, look, the sky is red," the fat man exclaimed from behind.
Lu Yin impatiently raised his head and shrank his eyes. Originally, this space was as dark as the Tiankeng space, with only the existence of Jiuding. But at this moment, the mouth of the tripod became red, and became redder and redder. Then, it spread out.
Bloody lotus.
No, someone blocked the mouth of the tripod.
Not far away, a person rose into the air, and the seal appeared. He roared and rushed towards the mouth of the cauldron. He hit the bloody lotus hard, and then his whole body turned into blood and spilled water. Everyone in the cauldron was shocked to see it. What was even weirder was that there was no blood.
Instead of landing, it was sucked back in mid-air and sucked into the blood lotus, making the blood lotus even more beautiful.
